The people from the Song family who wanted to leave did leave, but it did not have much impact on Song Yu.

early december.

It started to snow lightly. Bailu Academy was located quite high, and the temperature was quite low, but the students were not completely comfortable either.

Ice formed on the tiles, and there were ice sculptures hanging on the branches, and everything was covered in silver. Chang Feng had not gone to the academy yet. After the spring, she would enter the Qingshan Academy in Chengzhou.

If you want to continue to take the imperial examinations, then go to a better academy. Bailu Academy is equivalent to a school from middle school to college, and Qingshan Academy is a university.

Some study for three years, some study for six years, and some even study for more than ten years, just for the imperial examination.

Song Yu agreed with her, as Chang Wei and her family would also leave next year.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the river surface finally succumbed to the heavy snow. A thin layer of ice covered the surface, and the academy was closed at the end of the month.

Song Xin has been feeling depressed recently, and Mo Jiang is also leaving for Kyoto. It seems that everyone's goal is to go to Kyoto, that prosperous and powerful place that seduces countless people to come one after another.

Song Yu yawned as she listened to the teacher talking about new topics and new policies. For this group of girls, the imperial examinations in the future would only be based on topics related to the empress's reforms, and nothing else would change.

That is equivalent to saying that they have to learn one more course, and the number of people who can persevere will probably decrease, but the road to the imperial examination will never end.

Li Yuchun and Zhao Lijun's academic performance is getting worse and worse. It is estimated that we may not see them in Class A next year.

Jiang Zixuan was like a poisonous snake, staring at Song Yu all the time. As the heavy snow came, she came up with a plan.

Looking at the post in his hand, Song Yu frowned. The young lady of the Jiang family was holding a snow banquet and invited everyone to participate so that they could discuss their learning experiences, compare poems, paintings and the like.

But she didn't seem to know Jiang Zixuan, and the two of them didn't get along.

Holding the red note, she felt that things were not simple and it might be a Hongmen Banquet.

After Song Jushu learned about this banquet from a friend, he asked Song Yu to attend, hoping that they could exchange learning experiences and expand his own network.

Song Yu didn't want to go at first, but he still agreed, which was the next holiday.

Ma Qunwen was in the same class as Jiang Zixuan, but she was the only one in the class who did not receive an invitation. Even the poor kids in the class received one.

Jiang Zixuan was blatantly insulting Ma Qunwen, but Ma Qunwen, who had long since let go of his attitude, ignored the verbal provocations.

"Who do you think she is showing her stern face to?"

"That's right! It makes me lose my appetite."

"That's right, otherwise why is she the only one in the class who didn't receive Miss Zixuan's invitation?"

The people around were talking at once, very proudly and loudly, as if they were afraid that Ma Qunwen couldn't hear them.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Ma Qunwen packed up his books and left the classroom with his backpack, without even looking at other people.

"Bah! You are just a peasant, and you don't know how to be proud!"

The person who spoke was Jiang Zixuan's lackey, Pan Ting.

"Sister Ting, be careful with your words."

Jiang Zixuan suffered because of the rumors. She had been very careful with her words in the past few months. Because of spreading rumors about Song Yu, she was severely punished by her mother.

"Yes, yes, yes, Zixuan, you are kind and generous, and you don't bother with that kind of mean person."

Pantene started to flatter.

Jiang Zixuan felt particularly relieved after listening to this, and her eyes were full of calculation.

Song Yu always had a principle in mind when attending class: never be late for class and be in a positive state after class.

As soon as school was over, she couldn't wait to rush home with her bag, because she wanted to prepare some new winter snacks for her grandfather.

Ma Qunwen was waiting at the college gate early. Her classroom was close to the gate, so Song Yu always arrived later than her.

Seeing that Song Yu was the first person to come out from the backyard, she smiled. This Sister Yu was really impatient.

Song Yu looked at her and spoke a few simple words to her.

"They didn't give you any trouble today, did they?"

"Yes! It's the same as always. But I'm going to take the Tongsheng exam next year, so this has no effect on me at all."

Ma Qunwen's temperament seems to have changed a lot, and he has become more shameless.

Just as the two were about to leave, Yu Tiexing caught up with them. She was in Class C of Tongsheng and not far from Song Yu.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

She heard from Master Song a few days ago that Song Yu was going to bring him new products. She had been waiting here for a few days, and today she finally caught the man.

"Short legs, run slowly!"

Song Yu raised the corners of her mouth, and what she said made Yu Tiexing angry. Her mother was 186cm tall, so she couldn't have short legs, so she quickened her pace.

The three of them came to the Song family, talking and laughing. Song Yu took out the key and opened the door. Why was the door locked today? Her third brother was not at home?

She was thinking about her third brother, but unexpectedly he came back from the door, and brought back a beggar with him.

Song Yu; “………………”

It seems that her third brother really deserves to be punished.

"Ah! Fourth sister, why are you back so early?"

He felt a little guilty, but he quickly brought the beggar to the others.

"Fourth sister... this is a poor person. I... want to help her. She is really too pitiful. And she is not a poor person! I was thinking if I could send her to do odd jobs for you. In this way, we can not only help her, but also do a good thing."

Not only did Song Xin give a very logical analysis, he also stared at the beggar with pitiful eyes.

Not only did Song Yu sizing up the beggar with eagle-like eyes, he also couldn't eavesdrop on her inner thoughts.

"Third brother, I hope that your milk is back and you will be okay."

Song Yu smiled faintly.

She would not care about this matter. Her third brother was just too indulgent. It was time for her grandmother to teach him a lesson.

Song Xin thought to himself that if Yu Jie'er didn't help him, his grandmother would definitely teach him a lesson. It was scary to think about it.

He was extremely panicked. The beggar lowered her head and a dark and hoarse voice came out of her mouth.

"Brother Xin, forget it! I know you have a good heart. You don't have to be punished for me. It's not worth it."

"No, you are so pitiful, and you are such a good person. Not only did you help me a lot, but you also took me out to play. I must help you."

Song Yu made up his mind. Even if he was beaten, he would let Xiao Mo stay. It was such a cold day, and those beggars not only bullied her, but also stole her food.

If I don't bring her back, Xiao Mo will definitely die this winter.

Song Yu's eyes dimmed slightly. This girl coaxed her third brother very well. She wanted to see whether this girl was really pitiful or just pretending to be pitiful.

Song Yu ignored him, and as a result, Song Xin cleared out his own room and moved his own quilt to Song Jing's room.

Judging from his posture, he is determined to keep this person of unknown origin.

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